"It’s a pity that I don’t have a continuous Beast Taming Technique, otherwise I could collect some poisons in the mountain and decide who lives and dies at my will. Who would dare to bully me then?"
Zhang Chen did not drive away the little spider; instead, he let it ride on his shoulder, hitching a free ride.
Zhang Chen kept shuttling through the dense mountain forests, the branches grew wildly, tearing his clothes to shreds, and streaks of red appeared on his skin. However, with the flow of blood, the redness on his skin quickly vanished.
Slight skin breakages didn’t even allow blood to flow before they were already healed.
But to catch bait for probing the Fox Spirit, he endured!
Zhang Chen wandered in the mountains for quite a while and finally reached the hill where he had seen the Sika Deer before.
With Zhang Chen’s hunting skills, capturing a Sika Deer was as easy as snapping his fingers. He filled a small iron pot with clear water and placed it inside a basket, then designed the basket’s opening and put it on the ground. In such weather, the Sika Deer had long run out of water, relying solely on leaves for moisture. Seeing the clear water, it couldn’t resist poking its head in to drink, and thus the basket got stuck on its head and antlers.
Within just an hour, a Sika Deer got hooked. Zhang Chen dashed forward like the wind, pouncing on the stumbling Sika Deer, whose vision was blocked. The Sika Deer was unwilling to be captured by Zhang Chen, and as it stood up to resist, it saw a peanut-sized, terrifying, and gruesome mouth like a bat appear in Zhang Chen’s palms, with two sharp fangs glistening coldly, directly piercing the Sika Deer’s skin.
Those teeth, upon seeing blood, began to grow rapidly, within an instant extending ten centimeters, piercing directly into the Sika Deer’s abdominal cavity, and voraciously devouring the blood within its body.
At this moment, Zhang Chen sensed that his palms seemed somewhat different. His perception became much sharper; he could even feel the suction force emanating from his palms. As soon as the teeth touched the blood, they seemed to have controlled all the blood within the Sika Deer’s body. The four teeth were like bottomless pits, transmitting a gravitational pull akin to a black hole, drawing the blood from the Sika Deer’s body towards the teeth.
"I must leave some blood and not drain the Sika Deer completely dry." Zhang Chen didn’t forget his intention to experiment with his Golden Light Retention using the Sika Deer.
After thirty breaths, the Sika Deer under Zhang Chen ceased to struggle, yet had not been entirely drained of its blood, only about half.
Zhang Chen, mastering the Blood Control Skill, could naturally control how much blood to extract, even precisely down to each drop.
Gazing at the flattened Sika Deer on the ground, Zhang Chen withdrew his hands, sitting on the deer’s neck to press it down, then activated the Golden Light Retention skill. His Dantian emitted a sacred yet blurry rune as he inhaled. Next, a mysterious golden light flowed out, covering the Sika Deer through Zhang Chen’s palm.
But the next moment, when Zhang Chen’s Light of the True God touched the Sika Deer’s body, it vanished like an illusion, as if the Sika Deer had some peculiar aura that neutralized the Light of the True God.
"Hmm?" Zhang Chen stared at the dissipated Light of the True God in surprise, "Can’t the Light of the True God attach to life? Does the Sika Deer’s body have some mysterious aura that neutralized my Light of the True God? What is that aura?"
Countless thoughts flickered through Zhang Chen’s mind as different ideas flowed incessantly. He recalled his past life’s immune system; after all, middle school and high school biology lessons weren’t learned for nothing.
"Is the Light of the True God considered an external invasive force to living organisms, thereby triggering their instinctual resistance?" Zhang Chen pondered.
At this moment, Zhang Chen already had a hypothesis:
"Life should have its magnetic field or perhaps its Law of Life. My Light of the True God may work against the peculiar but has no effect on normal life forms. Their normal life magnetic field, that is, life force, dispersed my Light of the True God."
This is the power of the Law of Life!
Then Zhang Chen extended his hand, and the fangs once again pierced into the Sika Deer’s body, draining all its blood. Watching the Sika Deer lose its life force, Zhang Chen finally removed the basket from its head and carefully inspected the iron pot, finding it remarkably durable without any damage.
Subsequently, he drew water vapor from the Earth Vein, forming a cubic-meter water sphere. In the mountains, Zhang Chen skinned and dismantled the Sika Deer, activated a skill to dry its moisture, then used water vapor to rinse off any blood scent from himself. After processing the deer’s hide carefully, he rolled it up and stuffed it into his backpack.
The deer’s meat, after being drained of moisture, only weighed over twenty pounds, which wasn’t too heavy for Zhang Chen. Especially after imbibing deer blood, he felt a boundless energy within him, making it seem as though he was divinely aided while carrying his backpack.
"I wonder if jerky could be infused," Zhang Chen thought as the golden light flowed onto the jerky with his breath. Within a breath, he saw the jerky suffused with a faint layer of golden light.
"Jerky works! Absolutely no problem!" Zhang Chen nodded to himself.
Then Zhang Chen enveloped the entire backpack in the golden light, wrapping it completely: "Now when I go home, I no longer fear the Fox Spirit stealing my things."
Zhang Chen, still worried, even infused the grenades on his waist with the golden light.
Finally, Zhang Chen, full of self-satisfaction, stood among the mountains: "It’s strange that my golden light seems limitless, never-ending. At least, despite using so much now, the golden light in my dantian hasn’t diminished. A skill without cooldown is indeed handy! That Fox Spirit is nothing to me. One day, as Zhang Chen the Great Emperor, I will subdue that Fox Spirit, skin it, and make a big fur coat."
Noticing the time, Zhang Chen cooked a Sika Deer’s hind leg on the spot, enjoying a meal till his mouth was greasy before packing up to return the way he came.
Before long, Zhang Chen entered the village, which was now dead silent, with no sign of people around, as everyone apparently went foraging for wild vegetables and roots.
First, he went to Wang Wu’s house to see if Wang Wu was home, but alas, Wang Wu wasn’t there, evidently not yet back from the county town after selling animal hides. Finding a good buyer required more than a simple trip back and forth.